alright, jieming.
i'm sorry i havent been blogging.
too caught up.


well i'm 3 days to freedom.
seems everything's happening on the 20th this month.
my papers officially end.
my mom's birthday.
my dad's leaving for israel.


there is no more twinkle.
no more spark.
what takes over, a pair of smoked panes.
all that matters blurred into one.
and then, that one thing.
doesnt matter much anymore.


i take it back, brad pitt is so not overrated.
he is really, really handsome.


oh my gosh.
i've got my archives and was reading some of the stuff i wrote back then.
and i realised something.
i actually had the time to notice A LOT of random stuff around me and blog about them.
haha, you should really catch an entry or two.
i dont even believe i wrote some of those entries.


did you know what you were doing.
did you know.
did you know how you would move me.
well i dont really think so.


lying on the grass now
dancing for the stars
maybe one will look on down
and tell us who we are
we might fall.

perfection at 6:45 PM